tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82882452960676901392012-02-16T15:53:37.025-08:00Hyacinth LaRuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10633697043335908929noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288245296067690139.post-32793379429658339282010-02-05T19:08:00.000-08:002010-02-05T19:59:19.196-08:00<div>OH EM GEE! It's <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">FEBRUARY</span></span></span></span> and I haven't fulfilled like, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">half</span> of my New Year's Dreams! (I call them "dreams" instead of "resolutions" because a dream is a goal with a soul, whereas a resolution is just a big word for goal.)<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Woah. It's time to buckle down and and do it to it! So here's what I'm working on:</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">1. Singlehandedly bring back this look!</div><div><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aljsad.net/members/13493-albums137-picture1017.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 452px;" src="http://www.aljsad.net/members/13493-albums137-picture1017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div>2. Open an Etsy shop so I can sell my self-portraits of me holding a cupcake/kitten/teacup in front of my face with my cat-eyes peeking out over the top! </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What are your guyses New Year's Dreams?!</div><div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288245296067690139-3279337942965833928?l=vintagefairyprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hyacinth LaRuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10633697043335908929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288245296067690139.post-25126509777121179872010-01-21T01:02:00.000-08:002010-01-21T01:23:53.575-08:00<div align="center">Fairycakes! </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">In my family we call them fairycakes because my grandmother was from <span style="font-size:130%;">London</span>, <span style="font-size:78%;">Minnesota</span>.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2228/2115796601_4dfda0ef58.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2228/2115796601_4dfda0ef58.jpg" /></a>Piglets! Yaaay!</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://www.deshow.net/d/file/animal/2008-10/baby-pig-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 369px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.deshow.net/d/file/animal/2008-10/baby-pig-2.jpg" /></a> Edwardian ballgowns! I wish I could wear this to the ball at Netherfield!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/4/41/1823-Ball-Gown-Diaphanous-Overskirt.jpg/369px-1823-Ball-Gown-Diaphanous-Overskirt.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 599px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/4/41/1823-Ball-Gown-Diaphanous-Overskirt.jpg/369px-1823-Ball-Gown-Diaphanous-Overskirt.jpg" /></a><br />Valentiens!<br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://rlv.zcache.com/cutie_pie_in_pink_vintage_valentine_postcard-p239522333125385259trdg_400.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/cutie_pie_in_pink_vintage_valentine_postcard-p239522333125385259trdg_400.jpg" /></a></div><div>I haven't gotten any valentienes yet... sad!</div><div> </div><div>Do we notice a theme?<br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288245296067690139-2512650977712117987?l=vintagefairyprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hyacinth LaRuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10633697043335908929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288245296067690139.post-14025549661786444902010-01-19T16:25:00.000-08:002010-01-19T17:19:14.157-08:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;">Today I sat on my fluffy feather bed, surrounded by my vintage eyelet duvet and vintage pink silk pillows, and looked out my window at the deep emerald forest and amethyst mountains and foamy azure ocean. As I sipped rosebud tea from a delicately dainty vintage teacup and stroked my miniature Cheshire cat, Mr. Gigglebottom, my thoughts turned to the day when I grow up and get married. When my prince <strong>finally</strong> comes.</span><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://images.jambase.com/fans/meeks3/albert-prince.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images.jambase.com/fans/meeks3/albert-prince.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">So my lovelies, my question is this: is a <strong>white horse</strong> too much to ask?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288245296067690139-1402554966178644490?l=vintagefairyprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hyacinth LaRuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10633697043335908929noreply@blogger.com0